Two weeks ago I was in Vegas for a work trip. We do this event every year, hosting a few hundred guests. It's definitely a marathon as you run around to meetings all day, host cocktail hours, host dinners and then back out for more partying. There's lots of eating, drinking and networking to be had! I knew this year was going to be epic but didn't know that I would run into my crush and that he would turn out to be "Vegas Crazy."
I met "Vegas Crazy" months ago when I was downtown helping out my team for a sales event. He works for an entirely different partner so I never saw him before but was instantly attracted. He introduced himself to me and we talked for a bit before I had to get back to work. I would see him occasionally at our suburban office when he was there for meetings but never spoke to him. I was pleasantly surprised when I saw him on the second night at the after hours lounge everyone gathers at. We instantly hit it off again and spend the next few hours drinking and tearing up the dance floor....and then I slept with him. Oops. Eh, what happens in Vegas....
So yeah, fun night and it was back to meetings the next morning. Since this was our last day everyone was anxious for it to be over with and ready for the exclusive party at Tryst. The day flew by and before I knew it I was getting ready for the night with some girlfriends in my room, one of which was my boss. Two of the girls right off the bat mentioned the "guido" I was dancing with the prior night. They clearly disapproved but didn't know that I didn't just dance with him. On the other hand, another girlfriend in the room knew all about it and we got a good laugh. Looking back I maybe should have listened a little closer to the disapproval because that night I got a taste of exactly what they were talking about.
So I'm at Tryst and after an hour or so I run into "Vegas Crazy." I chat with him for a good half hour before I leave to go mingle/network with a ton of people. It's a party and I'm not there just to talk to him. I end up outside where all the Executives are and start talking to one of them. About 5-10min into the conversation with this Executive and some other girlfriends, I hear "Vegas Crazy" shouting things right into my ear. Things like "you're disgusting" and "how can you talk to him, he's a scumbag." At first I thought he was joking and I just laughed it off. It wasn't until the third time he came over that I realized he was serious. He asked me for a minute to talk and I had to embarrassingly excuse myself from the group. I walked right over to him to figure out what the hell his problem was. Apparently he was under the impression that I was going to spend all my time with him and that I wasn't going to talk to any of the other 600 people at this party. I quickly corrected him, told him he was a fucking lunatic and told him to cool off somewhere and to leave me alone. Honestly, I was in shock. Just because I hang out with you for a night doesn't mean you own me and definitely doesn't give you the right to shout horrible things at me.
The next morning "Vegas Crazy" called to apologize. Apparently alcohol makes you a jealous asshole who can't act like an adult in public.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
The Columbian
One of my greatest friends moved out to Hawaii two years ago and I visit her often. Since we just got the first snowfall here in IL all I can think of is wanting to go back to the warm sunshine and beach! However, the thought of Hawaii also reminds me that on my last trip I had to deal with The Columbian.
I met The Columbian earlier in the year when I visited my close friend. The second to last day I was there we had a big party on the beach and enjoyed some Paddle Boarding. The Columbian and I sat on the boards and talked for what seemed like hours. Later that night we conveniently were set up on a date by our friends. We tried to go Salsa dancing but pretty much made it to the beach to make out and then went back to his place. What can I say...he's a latin lover and you have to expect these things. I obviously had a great time and after I left Hawaii we talked on the phone almost every day. Now, The Columbian almost made this blog months ago for his ENDLESS complaining but he learned to control that after I set him straight that I didn't sign up for that. See, The Columbian, as with any latin lover, has a history of family issues and relationship issues. He's basically a hot mess. But you don't ever actually date latin lovers, you just have fun. It's a mutual understanding that you each give each other attention but there is no actual commitment. It's supposed to be a very mature understanding between two people but on this last visit two months ago, The Columbian got it all wrong and acted like a complete asshole in the process.
So I'm in Hawaii for a week and it's going great! The Columbian and I are talking, hanging out and sleeping together. No complaints there. Each giving each other mutual attention. However, a few days before I left something abruptly changed. The Columbian invited all of us to the beach where he proceeded to ignore me and in general seemed annoyed I was even there. A little weird to ignore me when he was the one who invited me and mutual friends, but I ignored it cause frankly I don't care...this isn't a relationship. Things blew up later that night at a Halloween party when every guy at the bar was talking to me except for The Columbian. A little confused at the back and forth behavior because remember, with latin lovers the expectation is having mutual attention. So I bring this up to The Columbian and he brushes it off, gives me attention and later blames his ADHD (really.). The day I leave I notice his Facebook status has changed to "It's Official" and when I arrive back in IL his relationship status changes to "In a Relationship." Gotta love Facebook for giving you the straight answers when you're under the impression that your latin lover is mature to do it in person. See, the thing is, I don't care if The Columbian is in a relationship. In fact, I want him to be in any relationship as long as it's not with me. I just care that he's upfront and tells me, which is part of the agreement that he forgot. Good news is I can walk away and blog about it. At least I'm not the new girlfriend that has no idea he was sleeping with someone else hours before it was "official."
I met The Columbian earlier in the year when I visited my close friend. The second to last day I was there we had a big party on the beach and enjoyed some Paddle Boarding. The Columbian and I sat on the boards and talked for what seemed like hours. Later that night we conveniently were set up on a date by our friends. We tried to go Salsa dancing but pretty much made it to the beach to make out and then went back to his place. What can I say...he's a latin lover and you have to expect these things. I obviously had a great time and after I left Hawaii we talked on the phone almost every day. Now, The Columbian almost made this blog months ago for his ENDLESS complaining but he learned to control that after I set him straight that I didn't sign up for that. See, The Columbian, as with any latin lover, has a history of family issues and relationship issues. He's basically a hot mess. But you don't ever actually date latin lovers, you just have fun. It's a mutual understanding that you each give each other attention but there is no actual commitment. It's supposed to be a very mature understanding between two people but on this last visit two months ago, The Columbian got it all wrong and acted like a complete asshole in the process.
So I'm in Hawaii for a week and it's going great! The Columbian and I are talking, hanging out and sleeping together. No complaints there. Each giving each other mutual attention. However, a few days before I left something abruptly changed. The Columbian invited all of us to the beach where he proceeded to ignore me and in general seemed annoyed I was even there. A little weird to ignore me when he was the one who invited me and mutual friends, but I ignored it cause frankly I don't care...this isn't a relationship. Things blew up later that night at a Halloween party when every guy at the bar was talking to me except for The Columbian. A little confused at the back and forth behavior because remember, with latin lovers the expectation is having mutual attention. So I bring this up to The Columbian and he brushes it off, gives me attention and later blames his ADHD (really.). The day I leave I notice his Facebook status has changed to "It's Official" and when I arrive back in IL his relationship status changes to "In a Relationship." Gotta love Facebook for giving you the straight answers when you're under the impression that your latin lover is mature to do it in person. See, the thing is, I don't care if The Columbian is in a relationship. In fact, I want him to be in any relationship as long as it's not with me. I just care that he's upfront and tells me, which is part of the agreement that he forgot. Good news is I can walk away and blog about it. At least I'm not the new girlfriend that has no idea he was sleeping with someone else hours before it was "official."
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